Is Chapter 233 a little unfair?
Seeing the more than one hundred survivors leave, An Xiaoyu became anxious and looked at Ma Zhixuan with a helpless expression.
Speaking of An Xiaoyu, he was Qin Ziran and Hua Mi's college classmate and Qin Ziran's schoolmate.
His grades were far inferior to Qin Ziran's, and after graduation, he couldn't find a good job.
When asked what he does on a daily basis, he would say that he works a boring job and then plays video games and dates after work. This is the lifestyle of all young people today.
He lacked the necessary decisiveness to control anyone, and even the strategic vision required of a senior team leader was lacking in An Xiaoyu.
Of course, Qin's mother had none.
She works for a respectable company, where all she has to do is her job well. She has a guaranteed income every month, no worries, and lives a very proud life.
In Qin's mother's eyes, people without a proper job have no future.
Because of Ma Zhixuan's influence, Qin's mother and An Xiaoyu quickly rose to become senior managers in the team.
But for them, the world is only so big, and if they want to form a group in the apocalypse, they only have so many methods.
Ma Zhixuan frowned, and Qin's mother, who was standing beside him, advised:
"Everyone says that there is strength in numbers, Zhixuan, but what I've never told you is that after the weather got cold, the survivors in the city were all collecting trees to burn, and there wasn't even a blade of grass left outside Xiangcheng."
The snow was incredibly heavy. Previously, due to the collapse of the mountains and rivers, the trees were buried under the soil and thick snow, so there weren't actually many trees.
As everyone knows, these days of heavy snowfall may last for a long time, so the survivors will stockpile some firewood in case of emergency.
After listening to Qin's mother's advice, Ma Zhixuan finally nodded and instructed An Xiaoyu...
"Then go find Hua Mi and tell her we need to buy firewood, a lot of it."
If it weren't for the sake of the group members, Ma Zhixuan wouldn't have chosen to compromise with Hua Mi.
He had only started the argument with Hua Mi over the price of the firewood, and now he was being asked to step in and buy back Hua Mi's firewood at 5 yuan per kilogram.
Ma Zhixuan couldn't bring himself to do it.
Fortunately, he is now a high-ranking commander, so he doesn't have to personally handle anything.
Upon seeing this, the survivors all wore satisfied smiles.
However, when An Xiaoyu arrived at the RV supermarket with his people and found Ye Rong, he said he wanted to buy 10,000 jin of firewood.
Ye Rong glanced at Alumnus An.
"No, firewood is a scarce commodity right now, we don't do group buying."
An Xiaoyu was taken aback, then immediately said anxiously:
"Why? We have money, isn't having money enough?"
"Having money won't work. Money can't solve all problems in this world. You have money, but we don't have firewood. What can we do? Please move aside."
Ye Rong was very busy and didn't have time to talk about this with An Xiaoyu. Other supplies could be sold in large quantities, but firewood was truly unavailable.
Hua Mi planted so many trees, but could only deliver tens of thousands of kilograms of them to the RV supermarket every day.
The lumber mill still needs to cut the wood into uniform sizes for sale.
Tens of thousands of kilograms of wood were cut out, and just for the garrison area, tens of thousands of kilograms of wood had to be sent out every day.
After all, in addition to meeting the heating needs of the garrisons in Xiangcheng, Acheng, and Bcheng, we also need to take care of the garrison in Ccheng, where Zhou Cheng is stationed.
The remaining wood, along with the police force on Yang Honglin's side, the heating for the straw weaving factory and the cotton-padded jacket factory, and the retail sales to survivors in several cities.
It's simply not enough.
Even the RV supermarket, the small buying and selling gang in Chichuan, the road clearing team from my aunt's husband's side, and the construction team of the contractor all use wood scraps that have been shaved off for heating.
Where can Hua Mi arrange for An Xiaoyu to get 10,000 jin of wood?
Only after An Xiaoyu slunk away did Hua Mi emerge from the side, stepping through the snow, and say to Ye Rong,
“This person has financial problems. Send someone to follow him and investigate.”
She knew An Xiaoyu. Where did An Xiaoyu get so much money to buy so many supplies?
She must have hooked up with someone.
This investigation quickly uncovered Ma Zhixuan's identity.
The investigation process was far too simple, because Ma Zhixuan made absolutely no attempt to conceal anything.
In Xiangcheng, he was hoarding supplies with a large amount of money and frantically recruiting survivors, which made him a target for countless people, both openly and secretly.
He had no sense of danger whatsoever.
With an exaggerated expression, Ye Rong handed Hua Mi a stack of photos, all of which were taken by spies she had paid to take of Ma Zhixuan.
In the photo, Ma Zhixuan is surrounded by women on both sides, and the table in front of him is piled with mineral water, oranges, pomelos, apples, and pickled fish, which looks extravagant.
"What do we do now? An Xiaoyu is backed by Ma Zhixuan. Where did Ma Zhixuan get so much money? His people wanted to buy firewood, but we refused. So they bought 1,000 truckloads of supplies from us."
Ye Rong frowned. The 1,000 truckloads of supplies from last time had already been delivered to Ma Zhixuan, and now Ma Zhixuan wanted to buy more.
And judging from this trend, there's no sign of them stopping their buying spree.
Hua Mi took the stack of photos and looked at them one by one, saying indifferently,
"Did he say this time that he wanted to buy 1,000 truckloads of supplies?"
Unless the goods are of a specific type, the RV supermarket's supply trucks are loaded by the garrison.
Whether it's a truckload of fruit or a truckload of bottled water, it's all randomly assigned by the garrison.
Of course, there will also be instances where they fill the containers with a little water, a little food, and a little firewood.
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